........and when he shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night
And pay no worship to the garish sun.
Wm Shakespeare
I was blessed to have these beautiful Aussies in my life, if even
for a brief time. The joy I had in them lives on in my heart and
the sorrow cannot steal that away.